Sangtekst: Jimmy Buffett. Everybody's Got a Cousin in Miami.

Everybody's got a cousin in miami
By: jimmy buffett, michael tschudin
1993
--spoken:
"hey jimmy, you know anybody in miami that can get me a passport
Real quick? "

"oh yeah, yeah man. I've got a cousin up there. he knows
Everthing about everything. let's see if I've got his number
Here somewhere, yeah. no, he works out of a payphone...oh yeah.
I've got it here. okay. today's international investor,
Whatever that is. yeah, everybody's got a cousin in miami. here
We go."

It was was ninety miles to freedom
But they took the risk
Though ocean was all motion
And the wind was brisk
The deadly gunboats never saw them
In the pale moonlight
They were off to cayo hueso
By the dawn's early light
The gringo in the garden called the custom's man
They answered all his questions
Were allowed to land
The ladies shared a hairbrush
And their husbands had a coke
And they were taken up to krome
To meet with there kin folk

Chorus:
Everybody's got a cousin in miami
(everybody's got a cousin in miami)
Everybody understands the impromptu
Dancing in the heat to the beat
That turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh)
Everybody needs to have a dream come true

In a third world jungle
Not so far away
Lives a natural drummer
With a dream to play
He's the brother of the lizard
And the flying fish
But he's enchanted by the pictures
>from the satellite dish
So his mama packs his bag
Knots his red neck tie
Send him north to her relations
With a kiss goodbye
He's bewildered by the plane ride
And the immigration line
Until he sees his christian name
Upon a cardboard sign

Chorus:
Everybody's got a cousin in miami
(everybody's got a cousin in miami)
Everybody is an aborigine
Dancing in the heat to the beat
It turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh)
Everybody want to win that lottery


--spoken:
"and the winning numbers are...7, 6, 5, 3, 7, 9. uh, close, so
Close. history lesson, history lesson."

It's hard to believe this city started as a trading post
Home to the seminole pirate and pioneer
Between the river of grass and the old mosquito coast
Before the railroad claimed the southernmost frontier

I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone
It brought me life, it brought me love
I never have outgrown
Brought me one too many nights along that biscayne shore
And one too many mornings in the grove drugstore

And one way or the other we're all refugees
Livin' out this easy life below the banyan trees
Smoothing off the rougher edges of the culture clash
We've got a style we've got a look
We've got that old panache

Chorus:
Everybody's got a cousin in miami
(everybody's got a cousin in miami)
Everybody understands the impromptu
Dancing in the heat to the beat
It turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh)
Everybody needs to have a dream come true

--spoken:
"i do, I do. let's take it down boys. down south to those
Little latitudes. ya ya, ya ya. thank you robert.

Chorus:
Everybody's got a cousin in miami
(everybody's got a cousin in miami)
Everybody is an aborigine
Dancing in the heat to the beat
It turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh)
Under the stars in the bars down by the sea
Oh me now

Everybody's got a cousin in miami
(everybody's got a cousin in miami)
Everybody has to have that impromptu

--spoken:
"what are we doing now? "

Dancing in the heat to the beat
It turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh)
Everybody needs to have a dream come true

--spoken:
"i do. I do. I had this dream the other day. I was down on the
Equator. I didn't know whether I was up or down. I couldn't
Tell the difference. it was hot and we were rockin'. and the
Coral reefers gathered around me and they said: we want a raise
Or we're going to quit. and that's when I woke up. so play
Boys, play."